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Several of the more exuberant participants in the little party that followed the official entertainment were roughly escorted to the door in a mist of beer. One proctor, with damp stains on his rain-coat, boasted, "I've got five bursar's cards...
They're in mourning over at the Bandroom, for their Drum is dead. The eight-foot instrument, once the largest playable bass drum in the world, expired last week after a twenty-eight year battle with damp weather which expanded its cowhide sides, and a mammoth drumstick, which contracted them. But the Bandsmen are not spending their time in idle, tearsome reflections--of how the Drum stopper a Yale student who tried to jump through it, of how a Cambridge boy once rode on top, whamming it with the huge drumstick...
...probably got away into southern Maryland. Then, as troopers rode out along the Potomac (it took twelve days to corner and kill Booth), Stanton and Mrs. Lincoln entered the little bedroom where Lincoln lay on a cornhusk mattress. Outside, a throng of weeping people, mainly Negroes, waited in the damp street. Cavalry horses were tied four and five to a picket post along the block. Newsboys ran past, shouting: "Assassination!" At the Baltimore & Ohio terminal, all train traffic stopped as detectives searched passengers, trainmen, mail bags. It was 7:22 a.m. The surgeon general of the United States leaned across...
Hours later a teahouse-keeper on the mountaintop heard cries for help and called the detective. With only damp towels as protection against the sulphur fumes, Detective Tomosaburo Suzuki and seven police volunteers began the rescue. Roped together, choking and almost blinded by the fumes, they let themselves down some 600 feet to an outcropping of rock on the very edge of the crater. The rock had broken the young couple's fall. There, covered with blood and bruises, her ankle smashed, but still unromantically alive, lay the little waitress Setsumi. Beside her, uninjured, was her impulsive lover...
...centuries the Scots have been forced to be proud of their disadvantages -they have so many of them. There is their climate, whose rains make stone walls sweat with cold damp, and whose glinting sunlight fleetingly transforms forbidding rocks into some of the world's loveliest scenery. There are the English, who keep trying to treat Scotland as a conquered province instead of a proud nation. There is the grudging Scottish soil, whose bleak austerity breeds, by sheer force of survival, hardy sheep bearing wool that makes the world's finest tweeds. There is the Scottish economy, founded...